Chapter 13 Twelve Unforgettable Teachers

Being noticeable in school has its pros and cons.When I became the captain of the baseball team, even if I didn't do anything special, there were always people who would boo at me, and at the same time, people would look down on me and criticize me all the time. Teachers are no exception. Some teachers treat me very well, while others regard me as a thorn in my side. First of all, of course, Mr. Tanaka, the advisor to the baseball team, who really took care of me. I remember the day when the last county-wide baseball game was held in middle school. I am more than happy to go to Hiroshima to live with my mother during the summer vacation, and I plan to hitch a ride to Hiroshima as soon as the competition is over.

"Tokunaga, are you going to Hiroshima this summer?" "Yes, I'm going today." "Oh, that's great!" As mentioned many times before, Hiroshima was a big city to everyone at that time.At this time, I was no longer a lonely and sympathetic child who was separated from my mother. Instead, I became the envy of my friends because I was able to go to Hiroshima. After the game at another school, I returned to the school classroom one step ahead of my teammates who were still excited and chattering.But when I opened the locker, the express train ticket to Hiroshima and the cash of two thousand yuan were gone.

"Teacher, my bus ticket and two thousand yuan are missing." I reported it to Mr. Tanaka, and he immediately took me to the office and gave me 5,000 yuan from his wallet. "Take it and use it." "what?" "It's okay, go to your mother's place." "But I must find the thief." Although I really want to go to Hiroshima immediately, I can't cause trouble for the teacher. If I don't find the thief and get back the express train ticket and cash, I will not be reconciled. Teacher Tanaka said seriously but calmly: "Tok Yong, don't go looking for the thief, if you find him, wouldn't he be a sinner?"

Hearing this, I finally understood what the teacher meant. The classroom was locked, and I was yelling ahead of time to go back to Hiroshima.The thief might be on the baseball team.Probably not, of course, but not impossible.If things get escalated, in case someone who steals money is found on a whim... In this super cohesive sports team, it will embarrass that student. Teacher Tanaka told me again that I must never go to the thief, and put five thousand yuan, which was a lot of money for him at that time, into my hand. What Mr. Tanaka wants to protect is something more important than five thousand yuan.

The other is my favorite teacher, nicknamed "A Niu", who likes fishing very much.I don't know what he likes about me. Not long after I was in junior high school, he regarded me as a fishing partner. "Hey, Tokunaga, I'm leaving at five o'clock tomorrow morning!" He didn't care about our inconvenience at all, and made his own decision. Early the next morning, I sat on the back seat of the teacher's bicycle, holding a dozen bamboo poles.Since he cannot handle these rods alone, he must have company when fishing. After fishing by the moat for an hour and a half, we went back with our fishing rods on our shoulders.Even so, it was still in time for school.

But this teacher is strict about his time outside of fishing. One day, when I was sitting on the back seat of a classmate's bicycle and was going out of school, I suddenly heard a terrifying roar: "Tokunaga, it's forbidden to bring people on bicycles!" "But, you also give me a ride when you go fishing." "What did you say? Only when fishing." Sounds like a joke, but it's true. He's not exactly the same type as Tanaka-sensei, but he's not annoying either. There is another one, not so much that I have a bad relationship with the teacher, it is better to say that it is the result of mischievous heart.

When I went to pick up the ball after practice, I found someone in the dark classroom. "Is anyone in there?" I peeped through the window, and the physics and chemistry teacher and the music teacher sat side by side and talked intimately in the classroom without the lights on. The music teacher is a great beauty. There have long been rumors of their romance among classmates, and now I have the evidence.As a prankster, I drew a lover's umbrella on the blackboard before the physics and chemistry class, wrote the names of the two teachers, and carefully drew a heart-shaped mark with red chalk.

After the class bell rang, the teacher came in, and of course he was the first to notice the graffiti on the blackboard.Normally, he would have asked, "Who wrote it?" and scolded him.But Teacher Lihua was guilty, so he just laughed a few times and said: "What silly words!" Then, with an attitude completely opposite to his calm tone, he desperately wiped off the lover's umbrella. "Classes begin." On the face of the physics and chemistry teacher, who looked like a normal person, he was obviously a little uneasy and sweated. I thought he was funny like that, so I drew on the blackboard several times without giving up.Either draw a lover's umbrella as big as the entire blackboard, or increase the number of red hearts, or write the word LOVE.

The physics and chemistry teacher squeezed out a smiling face and wiped it off every time. But I wasn't satisfied yet and thought of a better idea. It was Wednesday, and the first class the next morning was physics and chemistry. When the baseball team practiced after school, I asked other players to practice free strikes, and I sneaked back to the classroom by myself to carve a lover's umbrella on the blackboard with a carving knife. "This time, it will definitely not be wiped off." Satisfied with my masterpiece, I sniggered alone. The next day, when the physics and chemistry teacher wanted to erase the graffiti as usual, he couldn't erase it no matter what.Because he couldn't wipe it off, he gradually became anxious. The more flustered he was, the louder the students' sniggering became.

It was so funny, I laughed until my stomach ached. But in the next moment, the classroom was as quiet as freezing. "Who did it? Don't think about it and let it go!" The physics and chemistry teacher discovered that the graffiti was carved out by a carving knife, and finally lost his temper, his face flushed and he roared loudly. "It's me, I'm sorry." I honestly stood up and apologized. "Snapped!" Suddenly got a slap. "Tokunaga, is it really you? Don't you feel ashamed to be so childish? The blackboard is so expensive, you pay for it!"

The word "you pay" shocked me more than a slap in the face. True, I was a little over the top.The lover's umbrella carved by the carving knife is surprisingly large, so the blackboard can no longer be used. When I got home, I timidly told my grandma the whole story. "The results of it?" "The teacher told me to pay for it." "No way!" "Sorry." "What the hell are you thinking, kid?" "Really sorry." At that time, I really regretted what I did. Grandma was silent for a while, then said lightly: "I can't do anything after I've done it. I know, so I'll pay for it! Just take back the broken blackboard." "what?" "We bought a new one, so we got the old one back." "But……" "Go get it!" As usual, once grandma said something, she never took it back. On the day the custom-made new blackboard was delivered, I had no choice but to carry the old blackboard home with my schoolmates.It is really big, and it takes fourteen or five people to lift it together. "Okay, thank you, put it there, no, no, not there, put it here." Grandma commanded the juniors neatly, and steadily placed the blackboard as a wall between us and the neighbors next door. The next day, my grandmother asked me to bring home some scraps of chalk from school and start using the blackboard as a message board. When I came home from school, there were messages for me on the blackboard: "Zhaoguang, I'll be back later, grandma." "Zhaoguang, go buy a bottle of soy sauce, grandma." Once when I went back, I saw a large writing on the blackboard: "Zhao Guang, the key is in the potted plant next to the gate, Grandma." Anyway, isn't it too unsafe to write down where the keys are hidden?I remind grandma to be careful: "Grandma, it's dangerous to write down where the keys are." "How could it be? The thief may be annoyed when he sees it: 'Is it safe to steal from such a kind family?' 'No, there may be fraud in it.' Grandma wants to give the thief room to reform. And even if he gets in, There is nothing to steal, and maybe because we have nothing, we leave something behind!" This incident made me feel that although the teacher who fell in love at school and me who was mischievous with excuses were good, they were not as good as grandma.